Catalog.
Chapter 1: The Black Devil’s Hand
Chapter 2: The Crumbling Virgin
Chapter 3: The Pleasure of Sexual Desire
Chapter 4: The Fiery Cross
Chapter 1: The Black Devil’s Hand
That night, at a Japanese restaurant called Kameishi in Akabane, the All Risks Division of Star Insurance Company held a welcome party for new employees.
At the insurance company, the welcome reception for new employees has never been held at such a first-class restaurant.
This may have something to do with the presence of the female head of their insurance fund division, Kanako Awara. In this company of 2,000 people, her deployments are isolated workers.
In addition to welcoming the two dozen or so members of the club, Kanako has mixed feelings because Kameishi’s female boss, Junyo, is the concubine of Yūnosuke Takemitsu, the chairman of the board of directors of the Star Insurance Company, who is over fifty years of age but still has a great deal of charm.
In addition, Kanako, who served as Yūnosuke Takemitsu’s secretary for three years before he retired last year, has also risen to her current position as the head of this division.
Among the staff, there is considerable resentment and dissatisfaction with this staffing arrangement.
“There’s no way for a woman to come and function.”
“She’s too old and young. She’s an amateur at keeping all the work.”
“She’ll just form a nuisance for the group staff!”
All these waves of sound were silenced at Takemitsu’s command.
Takemitsu and Kanako’s father, Yusuke Awara, used to be comrades in arms in Indonesia, but after their respective business ventures, Yusuke Awara passed away ten years ago, leaving behind a large amount of land and family assets to his only daughter, Kanako.
When Kanako graduates from a prestigious women’s university and takes a job as a clerk in the secretarial division, her family history and her good looks make her the dream girl desired by her male colleagues in the company.
With high top square eyes and nose, the whole face gives the impression of rationality, excellent character and exudes that feminine temperament.
Slim, even-keeled, the shape of her breasts made more pronounced by her shirt, her hips encased in a narrow skirt, her slim calf bellies.
Everyone is concerned about who will be the winner and who will be able to get the love of this beauty, but Mr. Take learns that Kanako is married to an ordinary employee of a company with which she has business dealings.
Even though she was married, it didn’t take away her title as the No. 1 beauty of the Star Insurance Company; and after she got married, her beauty was even more eye-catching like polished jade.
In addition to her original demure beauty, the kind of becoming-hot gorgeousness of being a wife, the undulations shown by that waistline as she gasped for breath, was breathtakingly tempting to look at one more time.
–The atmosphere of the banquet, which was quite serious at first, finally began to liven up after three rounds of drinking.
Of the thirty people attending, there were four female staff members, including Kanako, and two of them were new staff members who had graduated from junior colleges.
Kanako had only finished a glass of beer and her face was already turning red, and the young female staff, too, were getting drunk on the male staff.
“Chief, let’s have another drink! I’ll drink to you!” Matsuzaki Yoshihiro stood with a glass of beer in his hand to persuade him to drink.
“Thanks, but there’s no way I’m going to be able to drink much to the wine.”
Held in Kanako’s hand was a glass of juice, and Matsuzaki casually grabbed a new glass when he saw it.
“Don’t be so polite! There’s no harm in honoring you with another drink. Come on, please!” He enthusiastically poured a full glass of wine for her.
At this point there were already a few staff members, who were beginning to take notice.
“Fine! I’ll be casual!”
After Kanako finished her drink, the members of the community felt at ease and started chatting.
Matsuzaki said as he poured the wine, “It’s hard to be a section chief.”
“A womanizer has to manage two dozen ministries.”
When Kanako looked at Matsuzaki with a surprised look, he then stated with a loud laugh.
“This is all a joke, at first I thought it was doubtful that a woman could take charge of anything, but these days, I realize that this is my prejudice, in the future, we should work harder, under the leadership of the head of the class, work hard, and please also the head of the class to teach you more.”
After speaking, he gently bowed his head.
Seeing Matsuzaki’s attitude like that, Kanako didn’t know what kind of reaction to make all of a sudden, and just didn’t say a word.
Anymore, the one who was most pained to see Kanako’s promotion was Matsuzaki.
When the previous head of the division retired due to a heart attack, Matsuzaki was the obvious choice for the head of the division in terms of age or accomplishments, and the story was spread throughout the entire Insurance Dept. until Kanako stepped in.
The position wasn’t something Kanako was looking forward to, just Takemitsu in his retirement.
“In honor of your three years of help, is there anything you want to do or want to…” asked Takemitsu to Kanako.
“No, nothing!” Kanako replied firmly.
“I can’t rest easy with this look, tell me about it! Aren’t you dissatisfied with your present work?”
When Kanako entered the company, the secretarial division was not something she wanted to come in. However, under Takemitsu’s arrangement, she still took the position he assigned her.
The Insurance Premium Division is the kind of job Kanako wants, but the position of Division Chief is not what she is looking for.
Kanako wanted to quit, but Takemitsu said, “It’s already been decided, so we can’t change it, and I’m sure you’ll be able to do it, so please work hard to become the company’s first female executive.”
So this matter, it was decided!
In the beginning, the people in the Insurance Premium Division, were quite cold to the new Kanako.
After a month, after three months, these coldness also melted like ice, and after half a year after these words from Matsuzaki, everyone changed from sympathy to trust and respect for Kanako.
Kanako is not only beautiful, she also has excellent brain, good judgment, and good handling of the work, and this has earned the goodwill and trust of her subordinates, but it is the first time that Matsuzaki has surrendered with her hands up.
At work, not to comment on the two of them, who did a good or bad job, compared with the dignified appearance of Kanako, the dark complexion, short Matsuzaki, is really too no supervisor of the frame.
Narrow forehead, flat nose, and fat lips give a not-so-good impression.
“With looks like that, living to thirty-five and not being married isn’t worth making a fuss about.”
The female coworkers around him secretly nicknamed him “Shorty Pine”.
“Mr. Matsuzaki, I’m very happy to be able to sea letter so much, and I hope that we can all cheer for our work together in the future!”
Taking Matsuzaki’s lie at face value, Kanako took it at face value and drained her glass of beer in one gulp!
It was probably the heat of the summer, and the beer, which I hadn’t had in a long time, was delicious past my throat!
Without realizing it, the beer in my hand dried up some more. Who says I can’t drink, maybe I’m a good drinker! Kanako thought to herself.
Kanako, who had this thought, also continued to drink for the second and third time as a result.
“Your husband seems to have gone abroad on a business trip!”
“Yeah! A three-month business trip to the branch in Paris.”
“Will you be lonely then, class president!”
“Getting used to it, though! People say a little separation is better than a wedding.”
While speaking, Kanako’s unintentional Sandman had struck.
“It doesn’t matter, but it seems like I’m sleepy, probably because I’ve had too much to drink!”
He smiled a little to himself and tried to move his face, but his eyelids were already as heavy as lead.
“Not feeling well, it would be good to lie down for a while then, tell old Guan Niang to prepare a room for you to lie down.”
“No need! No need!” He said, but his consciousness became more and more blurred, as if he was about to get drunk.
“Come on! Don’t be polite, or let’s go!”
Matsuzaki set her up with his hands and couldn’t say no!
“I’m sorry! Well, only trouble!”
After standing up, she looked at Matsuzaki with embarrassment as he racked her hard.
“No generalization, a little drunk! Some cool air will make it better!”
Walked out of the room.
“What’s wrong with me! This is a first for me!”
As she walked, Kanako mouthed the words, while the soft, supple flesh encased in her white shirt was now heavily pressed against Matsuzaki’s arm.
“Ah! What to do!”
At that moment, she met Chiyoko, who was entertaining her.
“Yeah! The class president is suddenly unwell, is there somewhere she can lie down and rest for a while.”
“This way, please follow me!”
Chiyoko then led the way.
Those were the last things Kanako heard in her consciousness.
“Well, here it is!”
When the door opened, the quilt was already laid out in the room where the eight settings were.
There was no longer any conscious thought about how to have this kind of preparation; at this point, all Kanako wanted to do was cuddle up under the quilt and get a good night’s sleep.
“Please rest, I’ll come back later.”
“…” Wanted to say thank you! But my mouth was out of control.
“Sleep well! Class president!”
Strangely enough, Matsuzaki’s cold voice deepened Kanako’s sleepiness.
When Matsuzaki met up with Chiyoko again.
“Is that guy coming?”
“Eh! Early, one is having a drink!”
Chiyoko locked her eyebrows deeply as if she was thinking of something dirty.
“Hi! Hi! It’s showtime!”
“That! Keep a good lookout until I come later!”
“Good point! Don’t worry!”
After speaking, he parted ways with Chiyoko and returned to the party.
Matsuzaki, who couldn’t wait ten minutes, stood up after a few minutes and said, “I’m going to the restroom!”
When he finished speaking, he rushed out of the party, and the other staff members asked, “Is the chief drunk and feeling better?”
“The courser, unlike you, is incapable of alcohol.”
When Matsuzaki returned outside that room, the door only opened, and beside Kanako already lay a man with gray sideburns, meeting his lips to Kanako’s.
“Hey! That was nasty!”
The man jumped like a bullet at the sound of Matsuzaki’s voice, and was relieved when he realized it was Matsuzaki.
“What for! What are you screaming for?” Said with that lecherous grin.
“Didn’t I tell you not to lay a finger on her until I get here!”
Matsuzaki approached Kanako’s pillow with great reluctance as if his own treasure was being teased.
Kanako, who was sleeping very sweetly, was completely unaware of these two, this kind of trap, and only this kind of man could be allowed to approach a noble woman like her.
“Hi! Hi! I don’t know if you have anything else to say?”
Iwata said, while peering over Matsuzaki’s shoulder, over Kanako’s face.
“What a great beauty, more beautiful than imagined.”
Iwata happily rubbed his hands together as he asked, “Hey! Are there only pictures today?” I can’t help but say that I’m in high spirits.
“I know, and I understand you’re anxious, but once the drug wears off, there’s no way to do it!”
Iwata had to hastily pull out his camera and get ready to shoot!
Instead, on Matsuzaki’s side, looking nervous, he slowly opened the quilt.
“Just take a picture of this look first!”
With the camera already set up, Iwata first took a picture of Kanako’s whole body.
“Next step, hey! Roll up your skirt.”
“Eh!”
At Iwata’s urging, Matsuzaki slowly rolled up her skirt, also revealing her pink and white legs.
By the touch of his fingertips, Matsuzaki’s insides began to tremble.
The face that meets every day could never have touched Kanako’s body so much, and now it’s letting me at my mercy without any defense.
The class president’s slim figure, all wrapped up in silk suits since she took office, could be imagined swaying in her skin as she walked.
(At this moment, he had an urge to pull off her clothes and get a glimpse of her jade skin) This thought kept hitting him.
At this moment, the hand slowly rolled up the skirt towards the knee, and Kanako’s rounded thighs and the secret part that went up with them appeared in front of Matsuzaki’s eyes for the first time. The protruding secret part was mostly covered by the panties, and the light red color was slightly purple.
The urge to embrace the lower limbs was interrupted by Iwata’s second “click” of the camera.
“Shine the boobs next!”
Matsuzaki swallowed hard and unbuttoned that shirt one by one, then took off his bra.
“Oh! These… are really virgin breasts!” Iwata couldn’t help but cry out when the white chest revealed those breasts.
“This kind of body, I just can’t believe it’s someone who has a husband.” Said the sidekick, immediately picking up the camera.
Her breasts, lying on their backs, were still firm and firm, exuding the mature charm of a woman, but as Iwata had said, these pale pink nipples, like flower buds, were rare among Japanese women.
“Place one hand over the nipple.”
Iwata positioned Kanako’s right hand next to that secret spot and her other left hand under the exposed breast.
(This position is slowly taking on a seductive atmosphere)
When this plan was designed, it was all Matsuzaki’s idea. The original plan was Matsuzaki’s, but when his own plan was in progress, it was actually Iwata who was arranging it instead. A bitter smile appeared in Matsuzaki’s eyes.
After taking two or three photos, Matsuzaki will be clamped between the thighs of the panties off, but not so good off. After the panties off, the heart a burst of pity, so tender waist, but to the elastic band to make so a red groove. Soft belly, connected to the thighs between the rich protruding parts, like a mountain, followed by the legs in the valley.
Unable to contain his excitement, Matsuzaki’s hand clutched the removed panties as waves of excitement pounded through his mind.
And on the peak between those legs, in a reverse triangle, the pubic hair was as thick as a forest.
“Open her legs!”
The secret place between the legs, such as the petals of the flower, straight as a carved line, the mouth of the line like a closed. The color of the lips of the flower has been as light pink as the color of the nipple, and it is not like a woman who can secrete secret juice.
The two looked at the eye, and their cheeks flushed a slight red.
“I’ve seen women of all colors, but it’s the first time I’ve seen a woman with colors as beautiful as hers.”
“Put her fingers in it!”
Seriously, he pressed Kanako’s right middle finger, directly within the lips of the flower.
After standing, Iwata immediately took pictures of every angle with his camera.
In his youth, he was a student of a professional photographer, and now takes pictures with that same kind of professional demeanor.
“Well, the shot’s done!”
Matsuzaki looked at his watch; it had taken fifteen minutes to take the picture alone.
“Put your clothes on!”
“Wait!”
“The drug still has twenty minutes to work, so let’s HAPPY!” Iwata said and pulled down the zipper on his pants.
“Hey! Didn’t I agree not to touch a hair on her head tonight?”
“I know! Can’t you just lick that pussy?”
Matsuzaki had the same thought in mind though.
“If she wakes up halfway through, won’t it be a lost cause!”
“Don’t worry, the drug is so expensive, and after falling asleep, being how it’s done, I am completely unaware of it!”
Iwata said as he took off his shirt.
“If you enjoy a moment’s pleasure at this time, then our whole plan will not be in vain, as long as we take the photo as a means, with that kind of woman, will never let her husband know this matter!”
“Didn’t you just hug her too?” Matsuzaki protested resentfully.
“Okay! After you then, please, share it well!”
Matsuzaki has budding feelings for Kanako, and at this point has no choice but to acquiesce.
Matsuzaki, who had taken off his shirt and loosened his tie, slowly, as if tasting, kissed from his toes toward Kanako’s, at which point Iwata picked up the camera.
“What do you want?”
“Take another picture as evidence.”
“That’s not a good look!”
At that moment Iwata picked up the panties and told Matsuzaki to cover his head, exposing only his mouth, and Matsuzaki ignored the odor and covered from the head, exposing only his mouth, as Iwata had said.
“Come on, only five minutes left!”
It was only a short five minutes, but at this point Matsuzaki had nothing more to ask for in terms of the satisfaction of his heart, the fulfillment of his desires, for just caressing Kanako’s flesh.
Starting from Kanako’s lips, the sound of the camera ringing in my ears again at this time is no longer a big problem, and kissing intensely to Kanako’s fragrant lips, again and again. Looking up at Kanako again, I thought to myself, “Is it really Kanako that I’m kissing at this moment?
Then, holding up the shell-like lower forehead with his hand, he slid his tongue inside her lips, then came back with his tongue to lick her nostrils, but the limit was only five minutes, at which point Cave Minute monkeyed with her ample breasts, gently rubbing and kneading them, gently sucking on the nipples to the left and right, and quickly moving to her legs.
After sticking his tongue into her flower lips and touching there, Matsuzaki had lost his rationality and had gone crazy! If it wasn’t for Iwata’s reminder, Matsuzaki would just want to die drunk right here in the flowers!
“Your turn to shoot me!”
By the time he handed the camera back to Matsuzaki, Iwata was completely naked.
“What are you going to do?” Matsuzaki asked uneasily.
“Don’t worry! I just want to take a picture with this beauty.”
“It doesn’t matter if it shines in my face! Just keep finishing the negative!”
Iwata then kissed his way towards Kanako’s mouth, and his other hand rubbed towards those breasts, his hand going from his stomach to his waist.
From the camera, we can only see a white, shiny marble-like body of a beautiful woman being played with by another black male body. At this time like a noble orchid, by a pair of black magic hands to rub bad, that kind of joy after the sadness is regrettable.
“This is the best angle.” Said the sidekick, inserting his big thumb into her flowery lips.
Then he picked up Kanako and sat in front of her, kissed her ears and tongue from behind, and ran his hands under her armpits, rubbing her breasts. He took Kanako’s hand in his own and rubbed his penis back and forth
The drug seemed to be almost over, and Kanako’s beautiful brow twitched.
“Eh!” Thin lips opened to make a slight sound as well.
“It’s almost time!”
“Okay! It’s almost time to take the picture, so hurry up and get her dressed before she wakes up.”
“I’ll wear the top, you wear the bottom!”
It’s as if you’re dressing a doll, putting on all the clothes you’ve taken off.
Iwata let out a grin as the last of the shirts were buttoned up.
“Don’t get too happy, this is just the first step in the plan that worked.”
“Just be careful with everything anyway!”
Matsuzaki said that, and Iwata didn’t discount Matsuzaki who was so suspicious.
“I know!”
At that moment Chiyoko arrived!
“All done, over?”
Looking at Kanako in the quilt, there was a feeling of pity in his heart.
“Right! And then again it’s on you.”
Matsuzaki stood up, straightened his tie, and looked at his watch.
“I should go, or Phi will find out and it won’t be good!”
Iwatanabe put the camera in his bag and looked at Kanako.
“Poor thing, raped! You don’t know anything about it!”
“Then I’m off!”
“Go through the back door on your way out!”
“I know!”
Chapter 2: The Crumbling Virgin
Seeing the picture Matsuzaki held out, Kanako thought straight away that it was a dream.
This is the office of the Claims Division, and as the Division Chief, there are still a few investigators by the entrance door, even though it’s the lunch break.
Matsuzaki slipped his hands up his skirt and caressed his buttocks.
“This investigation case…”
While talking about work, he suddenly whispered in a hurry, “Open your foot.”
“Grace! Please, can we stop here!” Pleaded in a trembling voice.
Matsuzaki grinned, completely defenseless, and reached deep into her bush.
The sense of shame and defilement made Kanako sidestep her face.
“So much for starting the investigation, Chief!”
“Class president! We’re going out!”
The coworker by the door spoke, and Kanako, who looked up sharply, had to force her face.
After the two went out, Kanako pushed Matsuzaki’s hand away.
“Get your filthy hands off me!” A trembling voice.
“I haven’t done anything yet!”
“I didn’t know yet class president, you have a habit of not wearing panties!”
“Are you that Iwata’s partner?”
“Right! I took this picture!”
From the time she looked at the picture to actually hearing Matsuzaki’s words, Kanako was going crazy.
“It’s unbelievable that the class president has such a beautiful body!”
“Stop it!”
“What is your intention?”
“No! Knowing that your husband is away on a business trip, we are just doing a charity work and hope to replace your husband and serve you for free.”
“No more jokes!”
“Not kidding, we mean it!” Matsuzaki a serious face.
Suddenly, Kanako laughed out, “Don’t say anything stupid!”
“Don’t you understand? As soon as these photos reach the company, or your residence, your position, as well as your husband and family will be gone, and someone as smart as you, sir, should know which one to choose.”
“If I don’t want to do so, that Iwata is going to do it, and you’ve met that man, the Chief of Section, and we don’t even know what he wants to do with his next move, so it’s best not to mess with him!”
“So! What am I to do?”
“It’s simple, first roll up your skirt and make a vow with your name.”
“I know!”
In an empty office, in front of the community members I know, with legs wide open and a desperate desire in my heart to see my coworkers, any of them, come back a little earlier.
Matsuzaki remained seated, staring intently at the bare lower abdomen. The memory of Kanako’s secret spot in the Kameishi Ichiban room yesterday, where she caressed it directly with her mouth, was still there, and her heart was still very excited.
The hairs on his lower abdomen were spread out in a triangular pattern, and at this point Matsuzaki was going to lower his head.
“Quick! Swear!”
“I, Kanako Kurihara, will absolutely obey your orders and make a poisonous oath!” After speaking, biting her lips tightly.
“It’s true oh! Lesson Leader.”
“Aye! Yes!”
“So! I don’t suppose you’ll resist if I do this now!”
“Please! Not here, if anyone comes!”
“Okay! Then don’t forget the oath you just made!” Kanako walked to the second floor of the bouncy house.
In the creed as Etsuko Torii as written by Matsuzaki.
Asking about the woman, out walked a woman with deflated hair and heavy makeup. The woman was wearing a t-shirt and pants, her hands gripping her hair as she looked Kanako over from head to toe.
Finally the door opened.
“I’ve kept you waiting, courser.”
Saw the loose monstrous man who had taken off his suit jacket and was wearing a shirt.
“Thought you weren’t coming and wanted to call you at home.”
It was only when I got closer that I smelled a stench of alcohol.
Today, after that playful moment with Kanako in the office, she said she had to come out to do something, and she hasn’t returned to the office yet.
Taking off her heels, she walked into the room where Iwata was drinking at the table.
“Come on! Mrs.! Don’t stand, sit down and have a drink!”
Kanako sat down.
“Please, give me back that picture, here’s two million dollars, please take it!” As he said this, he took out the two million dollars in a bank envelope.
Both Matsuzaki and Iwata were startled! The two looked at each other.
“Class president! This is too much of a surprise, as if we were forcing ourselves on you.”
“But we want what money can’t buy.”
Kanako kept begging them with her head bowed, “Please, please take this money no matter what.” With a trembling voice, she begged them bitterly.
“Didn’t we already tell you this morning that we pity you besides money!”
“Not to mention Matsuzaki has such a crush on you!”
Kanako looked up and saw Matsuzaki, her whole body shaking.
“No need to beg us!”
“And what exactly am I supposed to do about it?”
“It’s easy, just hang out with us when your husband is away on business!”
“Well? Ma’am!” Iwata sipped what was left of his glass.
“Me! I get it! But you will return the photos to me as promised!”
“Of course, we’re men, we’ll keep our appointment!”
“When, then, will the picture be returned to me?”
Engaged Matsuzaki sight for a moment.
“Three months, after your husband comes back, at that time we will naturally give it back to you if we are tired of your body!”
At that moment Matsuzaki interjected, “During this period, Chief, your body, from head to toe, will have to obey our orders.”
Kanako nodded slightly.
“That’s enough talk, take off all your clothes!” This tone of Iwata’s speech was always the same.
Having come to her senses, Kanako did not hesitate to…
As Kanako started to take off her blouse, Iwata told her, “When you’re naked, go inside!”
“It’s so fascinating! The most painful thing for a man is to see a woman undressing piece by piece, it’s more painful than anything else!”
Saying anything else would be redundant, Kanako finished taking off her blouse and then unbuttoned her shirt one by one with her back to Iwata as well.
The scene in the parlor came flooding back.
This was the second time that they had seen Kanako undress, but Matsuzaki and Iwata didn’t make a sound at all.
When the skirt fell to the floor, the long and white legs, showing the flesh of a human wife, the lines were even more breathtaking.
“All knowing it would be here, and making such a special trip to buy panties!”
“No need to be so slow, take off all the rest!”
Seeing that chestnut-moving body, Matsuzaki and Iwata began to press on again.
Mature waistline, sexy thighs, a world away from her usual office self.
“Next, ma’am! Both hands behind your back, please!”
Iwata tied Kanako’s hands behind her back with a rope.
“Well, today is our wedding night!”
Taking the rope, he led Kanako to the next room.
“Hey! Bring the bamboo and the rope!”
Rolling up his sleeves, Matsuzaki takes out the rope and a meter or more of bamboo sticks from his pouch.
“What the hell are you doing?” Kanako, lying on her back with both knees tightly scrunched, made an uneasy sound.
“Don’t worry, ma’am! You just have to lie down obediently, and in a while, you’ll be able to enjoy as much pleasure as heaven!”
A very confident Matsuzaki sets the bamboo stick on Kanako’s leg.
“Don’t move!”
Matsuzaki ordered Kanako as he tied Kanako’s legs with rope, and once one leg was tied, he tied the other leg after spreading it wide.
“What the hell are you doing?”
By the time Kanako realized it, it was too late, and the duo had secured their legs tightly with rope.
By now the undressed Kanako was tied up in a human font, the shameful garden at the base of her long legs in full view. Kanako tightly shut her eyes, her red face crouching toward her shoulders.
“Truly the more you see, the more you love a woman!”
Iwata said sensitively, and Kanako, whose entire body was leaked into a light pink color, was watched naked like this.
The top and bottom were tied with ropes, which showed more the tenderness of those breasts and the curve of the waist, and the tiny navel of the abdomen, which was also concave. Then that ripe legs, that root in the garden, virginal mouth, tightly closed.
“It’s really Mr. That Side of the Sea’s fault that such a body is not embraced.”
A smile rose to the corners of Iwata’s mouth as he removed another white bottle from his pouch, uncapping it and placing it between Kanako’s legs.
“What’s this again?”
“It’s the drug that turns even Joan of Arc into Panacea.”
“That effective?”
“This medicine is hard to come by.”
As he spoke, Iwata’s face moved closer between Kanako’s legs.
“What a lovely pussy, ma’am, I’m going to apply it from here now!”
From the vial, I dipped my finger into the lotion-like substance and carefully applied it until it was very even, from the incision in the mucous membrane to the depths of the garden. Starting from the inside of the inner little mucous membrane, to the so narrow incision, and until the upper end closed over that bud.
“Yikes! You! What are you painting!”
“Take it easy for a moment ma’am, maybe even you don’t get it now, when you’ve had your fill of it for the past three months, you’ll be so happy you’ll forget about it!”
Finally the lotion was finished, and Iwata lay directly beside Kanako’s legs, hugging her marble-like thighs as he stroked them, his lips then touching her waist.
This caress was a sensation that Kanako was feeling for the first time.
Then the sensation rang out like a small bell with a sweet melody, but Kanako’s heart did not move at all, restraining it with her own stubborn heart. But Iwata’s caresses were skillful and so insistent compared to her husband’s!
How much better it would be at this point if it was two lovers, a man and a woman.
But unfortunately, without a little love, women’s weaknesses were explored step by step, and Kanako’s sensitive parts, where Kanako…
(Yeah! If you keep caressing me like this!)
Immediately rebuked myself for this desire that surfaced in my mind.
For the first time, Kanako, by the excitement floating in her heart but not tangible, how could she escape, the chestnut movement inside her body was even more difficult to press.
After tens of seconds, the depths of the body, as if swallowed by molten lava, became hotter and hotter, and an unspeakably strange sensation struck. At one time, it was like a painful sensation, and at another time, it was accompanied by a tingling sensation of pleasure and beauty.
This kind of highs and lows, second after second, spread all over Kanako’s body, and Kanako went along with those sensations. As if a part of her body was slowly melting away, there was a tickling sensation in the hot pleasure.
While hesitating, he casts a pleading glance at Iwashi and Matsuzaki, who, at that moment, are happily drinking wine.
(Yikes! Yikes! What the hell am I gonna do?)
So much that I wanted to scream out, over and over again, until my body was wet with sweat.
I don’t know how long it has been like this, but when she looked up, she almost called out to them, and seeing that look in her eyes, Iwata said, “How’s it going? Now there is no plan to do it?”
Kanako turned her head sideways, “Yah! I’m itching… Can you help me?”
“So yeah! Where do you want us, how do you want us, what do you expect of us? Make it clearer, we’re not like you, stupid minded!”
Kanako shook her head from side to side as she had already…
“Yeah! Boobs… boobs, please rub them for me.” As if her mouth was about to burst into flames, she begged in a shameful low sobbing voice.
Iwata deliberately said, “What? Speak up!”
“Please help me rub my breasts… my breasts.” After pleading, a heat floated up inside Kanako.
“Ha! You’re married, are we doing this right?”
“Ah! It doesn’t matter, please… hurry up!”
“It’s already all said and done, so there’s no point in pushing back, Matsuzaki! Then you’ll have some fun first!”
“Can I… first?”
“Anymore, she’s your supervisor, and her appraisal will only be good if she behaves better!”
After speaking, Matsuzaki sat down next to the quilt.
“Then, class president, I’ll take my chances!”
“Good! Do it quickly, please!” The difficult Kanako, biting her upper lip as if she was on the verge of breaking the rope.
Matsuzaki pressed his hands on her breasts as if they were wrapped around her bosoms and gently pressed and rubbed them, at which point Kanako let out that unexpected sigh from her mouth.
“Class president! Feeling it then?”
Matsuzaki’s hand, rhythmically, pressed and rubbed, and slowly that wave of hardness surged through Kanako’s body, one after the other.
“Hold back any longer, courser! A woman’s body is very honest!”
The breasts were engorged and getting harder as Matsuzaki rubbed them more and more passionately.
“Have your nipples ever changed?” Using her index and thumb, she rubbed her nipples back and forth.
“Ahh! So good, so good!” Her upper body had begun to wriggle, her nostrils had begun to rise, and nectar was overflowing from the garden at the base of her second leg.
“Ah! Please! Please! I’m so sick!”
The unexplained lust that welled up inside them, rationality by now lost in the shaking, from the curly black hair, the ripe and voluptuous waist, made them all shake.
“Say! What do you expect me to do?” The cold one, Iwata’s face, leaned into Kanako’s face and spoke in an interrogative tone to the angsty, enthusiastic Kanako.
“Hold! Hold me!”
“Whoa! You’re telling me to stick it in you.”
Kanako, who had her eyes closed, didn’t answer.
“Right! That’s the thing.”
Kanako, who still had a little bit of rationality left, couldn’t be smothered by the burning pleasure of her breasts being rubbed while she hesitated!
“Mrs.! You’re having a hard time holding back too, do you really want to go a little crazy?” As he spoke, Iwata’s hand slowly stroked down to his lower abdomen, gently and slowly!
“AH…” The lower abdomen began to shake with that caress, and Kanako had gone so wild that she began to shake her head.
“Bhai… please! Please penetrate me…” accompanied by gasps and unimaginable cries heard in my ears.
“Finally, you’ve thought about it, don’t blame anyone after you’ve been plugged! You asked for it, don’t regret it!”
Iwata, who had taken off his pants and shirt, said, “Matsuzaki, step aside, the main event is coming up now!”
“Matsuzaki! Would you please step aside?”
“The class president! For me, what kind of expression does the head of class look like at that kind of time, I’d love to hear about it and see it, I don’t get to enjoy it at the company, I can just make use of it now!”
Matsuzaki, who had finished speaking, sat down next to Kanako.
Iwata, completely naked, sat between Kanako’s legs and pulled up Kanako’s chin: “In a moment you’ll forget everything and enjoy yourself…”
After saying that, he pressed his lips on Kanako’s, but when she turned her head, Iwata, without forcing her, came at her with his tongue from behind her ear.
At this moment, Kanako was deeply felt by the caress of this sensation, and the unbearable angst was self-conscious. From Kanako’s chest, shoulders, armpits, inch by inch to the dantian, up to the stigma of the stamen in that garden.
No husband has ever done this between new marriages, not with this kind of passion, not with this kind of clinging.
Iwata’s hand touched the childlike bud-like nipple at the tip and mouthed her again, and Kanako’s whole body popped up considerably as if an electric current had been passed through her.
“Please don’t torture me anymore, please!” Kanako pleaded in a sobbing voice, “Come on! Come on! Please hurry up and hold me!”
There was no dignity or prudence as a wife in such an appearance. Iwata was still very stubborn, leaning his mouth to Kanako’s ear.
“Is that so? Ma’am, I just taught you that, and I forgot it again!”
In an instant, a light blush spread across her face, and Kanako immediately said, “Please stick it in me, yikes! Please, I want you to penetrate me!” Her voice was already screaming spasmodically.
“Wait, I’ll take you to Paradise now!”
Iwata’s calm tone; Iwata reveals that lower abdomen standing up black and shiny male root, a completely different feeling from in the office, at that time it was aggression, at this time it is already possession, seeing Kanako that kind of scenario, Matsuzaki’s jealousy is born.
Lowering his waist, Iwata probed that position before thrusting in and lifting upwards.
“Ah…” Kanako couldn’t help herself, her voice leaking out of her mouth and her body writhing in response.
Once more into the virginal, pitifully lonely garden, there were small sobs leaking out, but the mucous membranes on the left and right were enjoying the nectarous sweetness of the water.
“You don’t know until you see it, you know until you actually do it!”
Iwata placed both elbows on either side of Kanako’s face as Iwata began a full-on rhythmic persuasion.
All of Kanako’s self-control and shame had been taken away, and the joy of her body and mind dissolving into one was mixed with a sweet cry that resounded from deep within her body.
In fact, an experience of such deep, poignant joy would be a first in Chanako’s case.
Certainly it was the power brought by the figure of Iwata, together with the anomaly of having her limbs bound and having her men watching beside her, all brought to Kannako an agitation of her faculties.
Iwata tried kissing her again and again, and Kanako was no longer avoiding it.
“Yeah! Come on! Please!” This sound of excitement was the same as when Mr. was making love.
But at that moment, Iwata suddenly stopped.
“How, stay, will you ignore me?” Ambush looked at Kanako’s face and said.
For a moment Kanako’s moistened eyes crouched to her shoulders.
“Hey! Answer me!”
Kanako, who couldn’t stand the pain, frowned.
“What, no feelings for me at all? In that case, I won’t play!”
Said the man, as he prepared to stand up!
“Wait… wait!” Kanako, whose body was already burning hot, called out!
“It’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s so… wonderful…” Kanako, who had blurted out the words, was so shocked by her own words that she wished there was a hole where she could jump down and hide.
“How about! Which one is better compared to Mr.?”
“No! No!” Shivering voice, sideways.
“It’s time to forget that taste!” After saying that, he took that nipple in his mouth and did it rhythmically.
“Ah! Ahh! So good!” From Kanako’s mouth, sweet whispers slowly trickled out.
At this point Iwata immediately stopped the rhythm.
“Nasty! Don’t stop!”
“That! You’re going to tell me which is better, me or your husband?”
“This…” Granted, being a wife and having three months of abstinence is a bit long!
“Please! Don’t make this atmosphere weird!”
With wild hair and a beautiful nose, she faced over her shoulder and made a warbling sound, “┅Well! You’re better!”
“Mrs.! This is the best!” Iwata, who was holding Kanako’s chin, pressed his lips against hers and sucked.
Under this rhythm, Iwata’s posture, which was not mechanical, was beneath him the white, lonely flesh of Kanako, tender and defenseless.
Finally! Iwata did indeed raise Kanako upward with a strong rhythm, and in this moment, his own body that couldn’t move, enjoyed that pleasurable pleasure, and his whole body was inured with a sense of pleasure and beauty!
“Ah! Ahh! I can’t take it anymore!” Like the sound of a wild beast!
At the same time, the red-hot, passionate bodily fluids “BANG!” ran inside Kanako’s womb with a single stroke!
(Husband! Please forgive me! (┅)
After that, after a long time, Kanako was still immersed in the aftershocks of her faculties, but by the unidentified tears flowing through her nose.
“That way, it’s over.” Said the man, pulling out toilet paper and pressing it there as he did so.
“Ma’am! Yours are all wet too!” Picking up the toilet paper, Iwata also wiped the shell-like flower lips.
Matsuzaki brought towels from the kitchen, and large instruments like syringes.
“Is this a good look?”
“Very good!”
Taking out the apparatus like a syringe, the remnants of the bottle looked inside and Iwata poured it into the face washer.
“What are you going to do?”
Kanako saw Matsuzaki’s face, and that smile, it was chilling.
“Hated it? This Matsuzaki guy, no matter what, must try again with you, ma’am!”
Picked up the syringe’s Shen intestinal apparatus and looked at it in front of his eyes.
“This! What is this?”
“Mr. Matsuzaki, do you…”
“Hi! Hi! You’re tired, class president! Consider this a vitamin!”
Iwata and Matsuzaki opened Kanayo’s legs and inserted the nozzle of the tube into the anus between her asses.
“Ah!”
Kanako’s whole body stiffens up and Kanako shows her horror face! Still relaxed, Matsuzaki slowly presses down the water in the tube! Withdrawing the tube, Matsuzaki injects another hundred cc’s.
“Yikes! No!” A cry of sorrow leaked from Kanako’s mouth!
“This looks like it’s not enough, you can inject another hundred cc’s!”
“There!”
Matsuzaki thrust again, injecting all of the remaining potion into Kanako’s body.
“Ah! Please spare me!”
“What does it feel like? Lesson leader, the first cleansing.”
After injecting about three hundred cc’s, Kanako’s face was already sweating!
“Please! Untie me, I need to use the restroom.”
“Can’t you tolerate it yet? It’s only just been injected!” Matsuzaki slowly caressed Kana’s abdomen.
“I can’t help it anymore!”
“Want to go to the bathroom?”
Kanako nodded wordlessly.
“I’m sorry to say that unlike your home, the toilet is not indoors, but don’t worry, we’ve already bought a commode for you.” After speaking, Iwata walked out of the room and took out the commode from the cabinet.
The door opened and the woman in heavy makeup walked in.
“Hey! Doing what?” Etsuko, Iwata’s mistress, looked at her.
“Who’s here?” Edge took off his heels and looked at the floor to place Matsuzaki and Kanako’s shoes.
“Why are you back so early? Who’s working in that store?”
“So what! It’s not fun, so come back!”
The Pink Lounge was where Etsuko worked, and Iwata stammered a little as he thought about Kanako lying in bed.
“Hey! So how are you going to explain to the manager that you left early?”
“Tell him I’m on my period! What are you guys doing sneaking around?”
“Hey! Wait!”
“You brought a woman back?” Etsuko glared at Iwata: “Just kidding! This is my house!”
With that, he rushed towards the house.
“Wait… wait a minute! Etsuko!” The words came out too late!
“Ah! Mr. Matsudaira!”
Matsuzaki, who was waiting for Iwata to bring the commode, was also dumbfounded by this sudden event!
Kanako looked at the unfamiliar woman and for a split second asked, and the urge to urinate was all but gone.
“Hey! This woman, who is she?”
“Name’s Kanako Kurihara, she’s Matsuzaki’s section chief.”
“Please get out!”
“Hey! Who owns this place, please find out!”
Iwata took out the commode.
“Hey! Ma’am, this guy is here, you can rest easy.”
“Yeah! Can I have my shame and not in front of these people…”
“Mrs.! That’s what we want to abuse you for, if we leave the ropes open, then why did we work so hard to tie you up beforehand!”
Holding Kanako’s ass, he placed the commode underneath.
“This look is not going to work!”
“Is it not going to work? It doesn’t work if it stinks a little to the guy holding it, but it doesn’t work if it’s nice to the missus?”
“Please!” Kanako pleaded once more.
“Hey! The commode is under your ass!”
Etsuko had begun to move the tips of her breasts on one side, and surprisingly, the light-colored nipples had changed color.
“Look at this woman, she’s been cleansed and her nipples are still engorged.”
“Please let me go to the bathroom!”
“I know! But who would want to hold the commode?”
“Ma’am, if you don’t choose, there’s going to be a fight later!”
Iwata thoroughly abused Kanako both physically and mentally!
“Think of something and tell us!”
For a split second, Judas hesitated.
“Mr. Matsuzaki, please!”
The most loathed person, but at the moment it was unconsciously called out.
“Class president! It’s an honor!”
Matsuzaki, who has an excited expression, holds the commode and places it under his cracked buttocks.
“Please, you’re welcome!”
But Kanako thought about the moment being seen by Etsuko’s while deepening her brows and clenching her teeth.
“Please guys, please go over there, please understand how I feel!”
“We have learned that there are not enough ordinary women to put up with this kind of big size by a man with a commode, let alone someone as noble as you, class president.”
“Ah! Mr. Matsuzaki please bring the commode closer, just a little closer! It’s coming out, it’s coming out!”
The potion overflowed as he finished speaking.
Matsuzaki cupped the commode and felt that heavy body fluid from the beauty section chief. The moment the stuff mixed with the potion flowed out, the useless air also leaked out.
“Knock knock! Knock knock!” The flow into the commode was like lava!
The three men on the sidelines, at this point, watched in exasperation at the overwhelming scene.
At this point, Kanako’s rationality, her self-control, attacked herself again and again, and at this point there was only the physical desire to excrete!
Yikes! It’s not just the extreme of defilement that this Kanako is after! It’s more the dizzying sense of liberation!
Finally finished defecating, Matsuzaki looked away!
“Look! See that? Pulled so much!”
“After all, it’s the same thing that beauty pulls out.”
Etsuko also changed her attitude at this time, and said with a smile, “Ma’am, I like you a lot too!” After saying that, she gave a gentle kiss on the face.
Kanako, who had finished applying her makeup, walked to the mirror in her dormitory room: “Wear this to the office tomorrow.”
Before they were to return yesterday, their orders, Iwata also prepared a short skirt for Kanako.
“I don’t suppose you have any mini-skirts, ma’am? I’ll lend you this skirt!”
Brought back a short red dress and it was a shock to see it today!
When Kanako wore it, she realized that it was actually thirty centimeters above her knees.
Kanako looked at herself in the mirror again and again.
From the hem of the skirt, the marble-like thighs were beautiful, and the inside of the leg from the knee up was solid and beautiful, without a single flaw present. Wearing a bright red skirt, it was a very young Kanako to say that she was a human wife.
After going out, the feeling is even more different, bright red super mini skirt, climbing stairs and slopes has been different, walking on an ordinary road, the wind blows, the buttocks seem to be almost blown up.
As I approached the station, my white, stockingless legs caught the eye of passersby.
Kanako, who had always been striding with her head up, was really afraid that people would look at her today, and it was a good thing that it was the first train, and it was still early enough that there weren’t many people. If it was the second train, it would have been too much time to squeeze in, and her body wouldn’t have been able to move.
Stand on the last platform before the trolley comes.
“Good morning! Chief!”
At the sound, the body shrank into a ball.
Matsuzaki stood next to Kanako: “Don’t be so uncomfortable, haven’t we already agreed on that?”
With that said, the tram had come into the station.
“Hey! Let’s go!” Matsuzaki took Kanako’s hand by the wrist and walked into the crowded tram.
That’s when those magic hands came back.
Kanako, who was made to stiffen her whole body, was groped by someone who started to feel under her skirt without a silk shuttle or panties. The man’s hand, as if he knew well that Kanako wouldn’t scream, dangly rolled up the skirt and inserted into her skirt.
Kanako was stunned, not obliged to be so silently insulted, and looking at Matsuzaki beside her, it wasn’t him.
Decision made, Kanako pressed that hand ready to scream.
“Don’t do something so humiliating!”
But before the words reached his throat, Iwata had already pressed down on Kanako’s hand.
“Ah! Madame, what a marvelous encounter!” Said the man with a vile smile. Once again, he plunged his hands into his skirt and stroked both buttocks without the slightest fear.
The other party was actually Iwata, and Kanako could only obediently give her body to the other party, as if she were a featherless bird.
With his hand, Iwata ordered her to spread her legs wide so he could enter the narrower area. Blushing, Kanako had no choice but to spread her slender legs wide.
“Ah!”
“Class president! What’s wrong with you?” Matsuzaki looked at Kanako’s expression.
“No… no, nothing happened!”
The people around us were also thinking it was the shaking of the trolley.
While saying that, Matsuzaki’s hand also reached over and touched Kanako’s lower abdomen in a completely unguarded state.
All the skirts were rolled up, not only Matsuzaki and Iwata, but the very prey of the passengers next to them.
What was incredible at the moment was that Kanako’s bare lower limbs, that plump ass, already had five people eating her tofu.
(Ahh! (Aah! Please!) Kanako shouted in her mind.
“Ah! Ah!” Slowly, in a whisper.
Iwata’s fingers softly plunged deep into that bush, and for a moment, Kanako wondered if this was a dream.
Is it a real thing to have your buttocks groped and the depths of your garden disturbed in this tram? And what if there was pooping in the overcrowded crowd? Kanako floated back to yesterday.
“Class president! Get dressed!”
Holding Matsuzaki’s hand, he quickly rolled up his skirt as the passengers in front of him disembarked one after another.
In the meantime, go down the stairs!
“Mr. Matsuzaki, I’ll be in the dressing room for a moment!”
After saying that, as if running away, she ran to the station’s restroom. Entering the insurance company’s claims section, the members who came to work all focused their eyes on Kanako’s reddish super mini skirt. It was really hard to believe that Kanako would wear such a mini skirt and look at her plump thighs.
“Class president! There’s something I want to tell you!”
Kanako walks to the innermost table, but Matsuzaki invites her to the parlor.
“How was this morning?”
“Don’t ever do that again, okay?”
“Ah! I had thought you’d like it, class president!”
Matsuzaki, who was oozing with smiles, suddenly changed his tone to savage.
“This stuff, please take it and roll up your skirt!”
“This! What is this?”
“That super-mini skirt doesn’t have pants and was brought in especially for the class president.”
Kanako, who had rolled her skirt up, was startled to see what Matsuzaki was holding. It was a metallic chastity belt.
“You mean, tell me to bring that?”
“It’s better than not wearing it, isn’t it! If you wear this, you can still avoid perverts!”
“First, face your hips that way!”
“What… what is that?”
“Don’t nag, use it, you’ll see!”
Hips up, the chastity belt was threaded to the waist and locked.
“Your defecation, class president, will be managed by us; if you need to pee, this small hole will work; if you need a large one, then please let me know and I will unlock it!”
After speaking, he put the key in his pocket and walked out of the parlor. Kanako was left alone, having forgotten whether she should cry or be angry, and stood there!
That night, Kanako had a strange dream!
In her dream she was tied to a wooden bed, her limbs wide open. And the place where it was, was the Turtle Rock for tonight’s welcome party. All the members of the club were drinking at her, all, without her presence in their eyes, singing karaoke one after the other!
“Please, someone help me!”
No one paid any attention to her, and a few members of the community approached and looked at her with lustful eyes.
“A strip show for the head of the beauty class!”
One put his hand up her skirt. A look! It wasn’t Matsuzaki!
“Let go! Let go!”
“Come on! Strip her naked!”
Matsuzaki’s instructions took off all of Kanako’s clothes.
Amidst the wailing Mr. Takemitsu came with a cigar in his mouth.
“Yikes! Save me Mr. Takemitsu!”
But Takemitsu only saw Kanako in a pair of bikini panties and said, “Take it off!”
Shame made the whole body turn red, and tears moistened the eyelashes.
Mr. Takemitsu quietly smoked his cigarette.
“You’re a very competent class president, and this is the gift we’re going to give you, so please take it!” After saying that, he pressed the cigarette butt onto that peak between Kanako’s legs.
“Yikes!” Barely screamed Kanako the forest bush on that peak had burst into flames.
Several members of the club pinned her down, leaving Matsuzaki with that male root exposed, squirming back and forth on her.
“Yikes! Yikes!” Kanako just screamed.
“It’s a sex show for the head of the beauty class!”
After exclaiming “Y…”, I opened my eyes and realized that my heart was pounding, that I was soaking wet, and that my lower body was dripping with nectar. At the same time, I was ashamed and puzzled by the fact that I was having such a dream, and that it was the first time I had ever had such a sexually related dream.
Kanako stood up and headed for the bathroom, as if there was a sense of déjà vu to the love she had just had, the place looked like she had been there before.
(That’s right! That’s where Mr. Matsuzaki brought me when I was drunk and feeling sick.) When I realized it, I was so ashamed that I wished it hadn’t happened.
Stripping off her clothes and turning on the faucet, Kanako rinsed down from the head down.
(Despite this, the alcohol-induced drowsiness won’t go away)
Just thinking back, I can’t believe I slept for thirty minutes when I normally wouldn’t be sleepy like this with an extra drink.
It was as if Matsuzaki had helped her to rest later, and now it was all in his head.
Clothes and underwear worn on the body just felt wrong somewhere!
Looking at the body in the mirror, marrying the self that was there at the beginning, like the bud that persisted, then bloomed, and is now becoming a ripe fruit.
(Though Monsieur is not as passionate as he was when we were newlyweds.) For three months, Monsieur is away in Paris, and this ripe fruit will not be able to endure the loneliness of an empty room!
Kanako held her breasts upwards with both hands, yikes! She rubbed her breasts, then held her nipples with her index and middle fingers and turned them back and forth, doing as Mr.
“Yikes! Yikes!”
I rubbed my breasts together. The day finally came, and a letter was stuck on the door with “Kanako Kurihara” written on it, with no stamps or address on it, so who was it from?
When I took out the photos, they were the kind of photos of a man and a woman having sex, so I thought they were too dirty to hold in my hand and I was about to throw them away when the face of the woman in the first photo…
At this moment, as if she was slapped, Kanako fell down on the sofa, could it be that someone got someone who looks like me to take the picture? But the clothes I’m wearing in the photo are the ones I wore yesterday!
Look again, the room in that photo is that cooking place!
(That! The dream is real now!) The photo shows Kanako, her right hand rubbing her breasts and her left hand caressing the depths between those legs.
Excited, she moved on to the second one, her legs spread wide in font, the flowery lips illuminated as if they were cracked. Ah! There was an unknown man holding her, and her hand was holding the hard, straight male root, and she was paralyzed by now!
I’m in a daze! The phone rings.
“Hello! Kurihara’s house, who’s calling?”
“Hello! Is that Mrs.?”
It’s rare to hear someone speak so unreasonably.
“Well, how are you?”
“Excuse me.”
“Hi! Hi! How do you feel when you look at it? We take the best pictures, don’t we?”
“Hey! Who the hell are you?”
“I’m the one who takes your picture, and the one who talks to you on the phone!”
“Why are you doing this?”
“There’s a lot of reasons! I just want to hug a body like yours again!”
“How much are you selling those pictures for anyway?”
“We’ll talk about it when we meet then! But when you go out, wear shorter skirts!”
“What?”
“If not so, I’ll have a dozen extra copies of the same picture shuffled and sent to the office and your neighbors!”
There was nothing Kanako could do about that threatening tone! Luckily! Mini-skirts are back in fashion. Wearing a light blue mini-skirt, even though it was a mini-skirt, it was only ten centimeters above the knee.
This morning’s footsteps to work, especially heavy, to the office to transfer three times to the tram, the second transfer, very crowded (that man, who the hell?) At the same time, Kanako also thought (Yikes! Is it the man who took the picture with me?) Thinking of this, Kanako’s mind was in turmoil, a wave of chicken skin, a wave of vomiting!
When I transferred to the third car again, I was surprised to find myself on the platform in the same car as Matsuzaki.
“Is the hangover any better?”
“Okay! Thank you!” Kanako smiled a forced smile.
Getting on the bus, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Matsuzaki, who had the news under his armpits, at the next stop, the already crowded car came in with a bunch more people. Luckily, Kanako had Matsuzaki’s protection, and was squeezed into a corner of the car, also standing in a straight line with Matsuzaki, with a handrail pulling her hand.
Matsuzaki whispered as he walked along the tram, “Chief! I can come on this train every day too!”
The premium class is different from other classes in that there are no certain hours of work.
The tram had been running for about a minute when someone made a move to touch her ass and Kanako’s whole body hardened!
“Stop!”
The situation this morning was not even favorable for Kanako, catching a class so crowded, pulling the armrest with one hand and holding the envelope with the other. And now there was the encounter with the pervert, something that would be humiliating if Matsuzaki, who had always looked at her with a lustful eye when she worked at the company, knew about it.
Seeing that Kanako didn’t resist, the man got bolder and bolder, stroking her buttocks with his hands.
“Ah!” Almost moaned!
The pervert rolled up her skirt with his hand and caressed it directly over her exposed thighs. As if convinced that Kanako would not return the favor, the pervert went so far as to pull down her panties.
“Ah!”
After pulling down her panties, the man inserted his large thumb into her depths.
“What’s wrong with you, class president?”
“Nope! I’m okay.”
At that moment the man’s hand was caressing between the lips of her flower, petal by petal, and Kanako’s whole body was hot and her hands were sweating.
“Can you be hot, class president? It’s red all over your face!”
“Yeah! It’s a little hot!”
The finger, at the moment, twisted without consideration in the flesh deep within the lips of the flower, and this went on for about fifteen minutes.
Finally the station arrived and everyone got off one by one before the man took his fingers away. The panties, which had already fallen halfway down, were threatening to slip away at any moment!
Walk to the ticket clippers.
“Mr. Matsuzaki, I’m going to the restroom for a moment, so go ahead!”
“It’s okay, I’m here for you!”
“That’s okay, please go ahead, I’ll be right behind you.” As he finished speaking, he used the envelope to hold down his meat pants that were about to fall off, and quickly ran to the restroom. The Insurance Department’s Insurance Premiums Division 2 is commonly known as the Claims Investigator.
When there is a claim request, it goes through this procedure. The first lesson is the acceptance of the application from the insurance contractor, and the second lesson is the actual investigation.
Before the lunch break, having finished her meeting with the first class, Kanako was about to return to her seat.
“Chief, there’s a visitor for you!”
“Which one is it?”
“He said he had an appointment with the head of the class today, and he’s in the parlor now!”
“Okay!”
Walking into the parlor, there was a man with his back to her.
“I’ve kept you waiting!”
Once the door was shut, the man dropped his head and smiled!
“I’m sorry, who are you?”
“Yikes! You forgot, you just called this morning!”
“Ah!”
Kanako was dumbfounded, but I can’t forget that voice and that face.
“Don’t be so surprised! I mentioned on the phone that I’d be meeting you today!”
“Ma’am, your skin is really great, really into hot women!”
Kanako was stunned again!
“Yeah! You were on the train…”
“Hey! Hey! You finally figured it out, and the fact that you were able to wear a miniskirt as promised makes it a lot easier for me as well! My name is Iwata, so please teach me more!”
Pick up one of the cigarettes on the table.
“Fire!” Iwata said again and again, while Kanako just stood frozen in shocked overload.
“Fire! Mrs.!”
Kanako, who was called, picked up the lighter on the table and prepared to light a cigarette.
At this point, without thinking, Iwata slipped his hand into her skirt and groped her ass again.
“Stop!”
“Don’t yell so loud!”
“If you want what I have back, you’ll be honest and do as I say.” From his suit pocket, Iwata pulled out bunches of negatives and photographs.
“We’ll talk about this kind of thing outside the office, it’s almost lunch break!”
“There’s no need for that, old me I want to talk here!”
“How much would it take for you to be willing to sell something like this?”
“Haven’t decided yet, still have to discuss it with my companion.”
(There are other people who have seen these photos!)
“But we figured that the photos were in exchange for money, and the negatives would be in exchange for your body.”
“But… but I’m already married!”
“But your husband is on the other side of the sea, letting other men have a good time once or twice, and ma’am you haven’t let a man hold you for three months, it’s very sad…”
“No! No such thing!”
“Ha! Ha! What a saintly woman! Please think quietly, if I show these photos to your company and neighbors, you won’t be able to stay in the company, and you won’t be able to stay in your home, and if Mr. sees his wife being so indiscreet, it’s up to you to decide what to do about all these consequences!”
When he finished, he extinguished his cigarette in an ashtray.
“Hey! Just obey us! This way, and keep your family, and now your position, if you’re in favor of it, and to prove your approval, roll up your skirt, or I’ll be distributing these pictures to your coworkers when I leave!”
After saying that, he headed towards the entrance and his hand also turned the door handle to be opened.
“Wait a minute! Just what you said!”
Iwata sat down and Kanako, with her back to him, had rolled up her light blue skirt. As the skirt became shorter, those legs were exposed.
“Take off your stockings!”
“That’s fine! OK?”
“Just do as I say and take off whatever I say.”
The interaction took the heels off and then the stockings!
“Next! Take it all off!”
“Wh… what?”
“Don’t worry! I’m not trying to hold you here, I just want to see your beautiful naked body once again.”
Kanako was humiliated and exposed herself inside the parlor, while her colleagues were working outside the door.
“Don’t procrastinate! Get naked faster!”
(Thinking in my mind that I wonder what this man would do if he got angry?) Kanako obediently took off her blouse.
Iwata lit up a second cigarette: “Let me see your breasts.”
Kanako closed her eyes tightly as she unbuttoned her bra and slid the suspenders down by her shoulders. Once again, she saw those breasts, the nipples so young and pink. Hands cradled her breasts, her mind wondering how to hide them.
“Ma’am, there’s one more, isn’t there!”
“That’s fine! Please!”
“If you won’t take them off, I’ll do it for you.” After the speech, he reached over to remove her panties.
“No need! I’ll do it myself.”
To remove her panties in the company parlor.
“Let your hands go so I can get a better look.”
With one hand blocking her breasts and the other blocking her lower pussy, she had to place her hands on either side of her body.
“What a beautiful body, you won’t complain, ma’am!”
For a split second, Kanako covered her self-same face.
“All right! There! Ma’am you’re doing fine.”
Iwata got up from the couch and put his hand on Kanako’s shoulder.
“That’s enough for today, from now on just do what we said we would do, and we won’t show the pictures to anyone else.”
“Put your clothes on early! You don’t want your men to see you like this! And this is a souvenir for me!”
Casually, he took the pair of panties and put them in his pocket.
“Goodbye!”
Shocked, Kanako stood frozen, putting her clothes back on.
When Kanako stepped out of the parlor, at her table, Matsuzaki was already calling out to her.
“Chief, there’s a new investigation case to look into here.”
Inside the office, there were only two or three people left, the others were out.
“What was the case?”
The book class for the survey is on the table.
“It was supposed to be an event I was responsible for.”
As he spoke, Matsuzaki slipped his hand into Kanako’s miniskirt, which of course had nothing on.
“What are you doing?”
I was about to slap him when a picture appeared on the profile.
Naked pictures of herself, Kanako’s eyes went black.
Matsuzaki looked at Kanako happily, continuing the conversation within the profile, and under the table his hands were groping Kanako’s buttocks unabashedly.